(Verse)

Aye yo B, I just ask that you pardon all of this smooth shit

But I'm drunk now and this moon lit

And my thoughts racing and lately man this booth feel like a pulpit

And this Henny lowerin' my eyes now

No tears, I'm all cried out

But we both here, not quite sure if this is meant to be but we'll find out

If it works out then you take half and you throw that shit to your daughter

I owe you all this, you my brother, though I look to you like my father

Man I look to you when it all hurts and I pray to God that this all works

Damn

I just pray to God that this all works for my mom's sake and my sister's too

She been without a job but she gettin' through

My uncle called, said he need a buck, gave my last dime and I made due

I work two jobs, man I'm focused

My conscious tell me keep going

Though I'm tired as hell, would say fuck it but I just clock in and keep hopin'

But I'm stressin' out

Every dime trynna stretch it out

Watch the weight turn to pressure now

Tell me pray but it's hard to have faith, hard to have faith

Nigga when ya bed's ya couch and you eatin' the same shit everyday

Puttin' in work just hopin, hopin' just maybe, just maybe you might get a blessing out

Man it's different from being a teen

Young, trynna stack rent, on top of chasin' your dreams

And trynna keep the lights still lit, write real shit

Why the fuck I'm still trying? Cus my sister's only 9 and her Nikes don't fit

Still I walk around like everything's fine

Man it seems now adays I'm always faded, I'm always drinkin'

Overwhelmed from just overthinkin'

I'm over waitin', ribs touchin' my heart, goddamn it I'm posed to make it

While you forced to watch, stop complaining

You had your shot and now the odds are changing

Stars aligning, I'm trynna grind so we all can make it

Fuck relying on the next man, no best friends

Man I love these boys like my brothers

Put work in and then bless my niggas till we all paying each other

Could be anywhere, man I'll fly back

Bail money, I got that

Phone bill, rent money, alimony, man all that

Shit, anything that you need boy, that's word to E. man I'm all in

Ain't shit change but the target nigga, I'm still the same nigga I've always been

Tell Pressure pick up his jack, we made decisions in the wrong moments

But I'm still down, if you come back, I'll be standin' here with my arms open

New season, man fuck ya year, this the trill shit that you love to hear

You should document this, mark this as the day that they let some real niggas up in here

Treat every track like I need rent, I'll be here long as I see fit

Only 23, think I'm good now, stick around, you ain't seen shit

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